While You Were Out…

I’m like a baby. Well, more like a peek-a-boo enthusiast. Once I put my hands over my eyes, the universe implodes into an unfathomable white hole. At least that’s what I think happens when I neglect to post for a while. I’m sure that’s not the case at all. Your lives probably continue; reluctantly checking your emails, being scolded at Starbucks when you call a ‘tall’ a ‘small’, and washing the whites you’ve saved up for three months.  Rather than regaling you with the ins and outs of my obviously posh life fill of celebrity and adventure, I’ll do what I’m good at; making lists. My life for the last couple of months in pictures and videos.

1…. met Rosario Dawson. She’s pretty bad-ass!

2. Homecoming 2012. I’m the girl in the suit!

I’m like a 2012 Grace Jones!

3. I’m in love with this song and video! It’s like Tumblr had a baby with Rihanna and gave birth on VEVO!

4. I’m actually doing really well in school this semester and am  hoping to finish this semester off strong, although senioritis is a B!$H! On the upside, the semester’s coming swiftly to an end!

5. .. been playing a lot lately with bow ties and androgyny. The perks of being a baldie!

6. There was this guy, and he ran for President, but he didn’t quite win. This guy was his Public Relations Coordinator. Explains itself.

YAY!!! Romney – Ryan!!!

7. I’ve been getting better and waking up early to start productive and fulfilling days. They start off with yoga, meditation, and yogurt and end promptly with that. I dropped a post. Like to read it, here it goes!


… and then a little interpretive dance…

8. I have truly come into form. I’m a genuine Jamaican! [insert stereotype about multiple jobs here] Two jobs and I’m searching for a third. I have goals. Non-free goals. Those non-free goals require money, American money. BUT when I get off, it looks something like this…

Um… I can’t think of anything else right now. I’ve missed you terribly. How come you don’t call me anymore!?


Ambition – Wale ft. Rick Ross and Meek Mill

You ever wake up feeling like a drug dealer? No? OK  maybe that’s just me. My morning yoga and yogurt has me feeling thuggish AF for some reason. Early start to this day. Been turning over some things in my mind, determined to change. “Only hope I had was selling dope!” … They gon’ love me for my AMBITION!”

Things I’ve Been Pondering…

As always I have a lot on the brain. This, unfortunately, is no different from any of the other trillions of seconds of my life since it started. However, I haven’t posted in a while and have a lot to get off my chest. I’m going to gently detain two birds with one humane trap. I’ll let you in on the thoughts bouncing around in my head like pinball – or more accurately skee-ball (and not even making the biggest circle: you know the one that yields the fewest points) played by an octopus with ADD. (Disclaimer: ADD and ADHD are serious illne- look, a SQUIRREL!!!!)

Here goes…

1. In typical young-people style, I have a tendency to think that this, right here, *points at current spot* is the end; somehow my judgement gets clouded by Tumblr and high-waisted skirts and I think that this stage in my life will last forever. (Not entirely my fault though, sometimes it goes by SUPER slow). I’m realizing it isn’t. I have to be wary of my decision-making now in order to not jeopardize my later AND remember that there’s better to come.


This song is bouncing around in there…

3. I am STOCKING UP on high-waisted shorts!!! So far the count is at three: a light-wash denim, a darker washed denim, and an ashy black pair (shh don’t tell the others that i might like the black ones the most! “I don’t love you them MORE, I just love them DIFFERENT, see?”)

4. It’s when you want to do you, that interested persons come out of the wood works. “I’m working on Roze right now, and she’s really selfish sooo… ” I’m enjoying my me-time, or maybe I’m just to busy to notice I’m alone. (sadface)

And this one…

5. I’m not painfully impoverished anymore! (super yay)

6. Trayvon Martin… *sigh* I won’t get into it.

7. Also liking this song a lot…

8. I’ve been thinking a lot about love and my relationships in the future. What will they look like? Who will I share my life with? Interracial babies perhaps?

9. School may very well be the death of me. learning that what doesn’t kill you…. may just make you  kill yourself. (Not me though, I like food too much!) Oh well, someone recently told me that it doesn’t matter how long my education takes, as long as i finish and better myself. I have so many dreams and I feel like I don’t have enough life to live out all my potential. I need two personal assistants and a clone.

10. I thrift like it’s going out of style! (wait…*counts on fingers*) I’ll make a vid on my most recent stuff.

11. Shirt-cutting season is upon us and I will be snipping up some masterpieces sooner than later. be on the lookout!

I likes me some Wale…

12. I’ve been working on my style a lot. And by that I don’t just mean manner of dress. my speech, my personal presentation, making sure that my outsides reflect my insides. I wanna be a masterpiece. However, on the clothing front, I PROMISE to stop being a punk and wear the awesome stuff I buy instead of just dreaming about chances to debut them.

13. NEED another job! like yesterday!!!

I don’t know what else. Lot happening to me right now. I’m trying to keep my options open and prepare myself for all opportunities. i want this life full force!! (YOLO or some BS like that)

This Week in Review…


… went down pretty uneventfully. EXCEPT FOR THE SUPER AWESOME WALE CONCERT! Wale came to visit our little corner of  the world for one night only. To avoid being ALL THE WAY on his jock, I’ll pretend I didn’t spend the day memorizing his lyrics. Black Cobain came on before him and let’s just say I WILL be adding him to my iTunes library. He was enthusiastic, stylish, and interactive. Some random guy in the audience tried to fight him [STUPID], and the biggest bodyguard mine eyes have ever seen, picked him up and THREW him at the floor like an NFL player on a Pop Warner toddler. Awesome! What a way to kick off a week!


… went off without a hitch. Rolled my eyes through last-minute reviews and pleas for extra credit points. The last day before finals is when the bargaining starts. “Well I can still get an A in the class if I can just make 107, right?”… WTF!

And now begins the 5 Stages of Academic Grief 

Denial – “There’s no way I scored this low on the first two tests!”

Anger – “Stupid [#$&%*] MUST NOT have calculated my grades right! Don’t I get anything for not falling asleep!?”

Bargaining – ” Wow… *shakes head* I #$*&^’d up, damn! Dear biology gods, if you see it fit to give me a B, I promise to read thy word from dedication to index!”

Depression – “OMG I’m gonna have to retake this! Dear GOD I’m Van Wilder!”

Acceptance –  “Maybe there’s something I’m supposed to learn from this. Perhaps the evils of procrastination, or the value of flashcards?…  hmm… NAHH!!!”


… wasted away the first half. SHOULD have been studying for Bio. Well. The second half went much more studiously. Highlighters all over the floor and flashcards by the legion. I busted out the required textbook [about the size of the average family Bible], and got to work synthesizing and connecting concepts. I called it quits at around 3Am. [In college, the next day doesn’t start until you’ve fallen asleep.]


… I woke up at 8:30. Class starts at 9:30. I’ve never woken up with an expletive like that before. I made it MIRACULOUSLY to class only 8 minutes late.  Taking the test, I felt pretty confident and familiar with the material. I checked a few answers as soon as I left and found those “crap! I KNEW that!” questions I got wrong. Thankfully, my professor wastes no time in grading so I knew my score and final class grade by 4PM. I GOT A B!!! Can the church say Amen! Took a nap and put in some time for GoodKnocking putting together gift bags.


… two concerts in one week! NO, say it ain’t so! I relaxed for the first half of the day and then got ready for the concert and after-shindig. As usual, local performers and other artists before the known artist that come before the headliner. Cyhi The Prince came on just before Big Sean [the main act] and delivered a great, crowd pleasing performance.  Finally BIG SEAN!! we got up to the front and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. He delivered! a good mix of story-telling and performance. He jumped into the crowd afterward and threw a bunch of autographed stuff into the crowd. Hi fans on the other had, not so bueno. I got so many elbows to the back of my head I’m not sure how I remember any of this. It smelled like weed and vomit. There was a young man so close to me at one point that i was sure he was my date. [ i went with a home-girl] All in all, pretty enjoyable until my shins cramped up! The after-event was too packed. No me gusta. I hid upstairs away from the masses in the reggae room (my comfort zone) by the bar and chilled out. I didn’t need to see him perform a second time and enjoyed myself pretty well. [FYI I wore my new baby!:D]


Today was pretty low-cal. Didn’t do much except submit another application and this. I’m gonna study tomorrow for my last final on Monday and chillax the weekend away. Oh wait, I work tomorrow. Fart!